Etiana

Information

Player: Sourpuddle

Character Full Name: Etiana

Character In-Game Name: Etiana

Nickname(s): --

Association(s): Ebon Blade

Race: Human (Undead)

Class: Death Knight

Age: Died at 26

Sex: Female

Hair: Black

Eyes: Blue

Weight: 140 lb

Height: 5'3

Appearance

Plate armour of some sort. She might wear variations of mail and leather as she did before.

Personality

Etiana comes out more angered than reclusive; though she understands her responsibility in power, and takes full advantage of it. She feels like the Lich King had destroyed what her people had taken so long to build. She uses the destruction of her people as a tool to build anger, and then uses that anger as a tool against the Scourge or Scarlet Crusaders. But even then, she had grown used to stealing, looting and ravaging -- accustomed to the life of the bandit, which also had destroyed, or at least weakened her people. Though, above all, she is extremely loyal to the Ebon Blade, and would never betray them; or let anyone do the same.

When she's alone, she may mummer some of her old songs she used to sing before she died to keep her social sanity from springing loose. She rarely sings them at a high volume, disliking her new voice that haunts over her -- but at times, when she's (or appears to be) alone, she may bring her hallowed singing voice out just to remember how it was like before.

History

Etiana was born in a very small, uncharted human town. Even as the wars waged on they were fortunate to never receive attacks from the Orcs. But while Etiana was growing up, her parents knew that the world outside was dangerous and felt like they should train her to be a Mage. Because her parents had no idea how to use the Arcane magics, nor did anyone else in the small town, they thought about sending her to one that did. Her parents had little money, but they slowly saved up a measly fifty silver and a half to pay for travel and the lessons.

During that time, Etiana was already busy learning how to hold a sword from the town's over-zealous militia leader. He had very little experience other then simply swinging the sword, but he tried to expand his teachings since his pupil seemed interested. The girl had quickly used what she learned and implimented her own sense of skill-- but of course, she was only hitting straw bales. The leader considered her better then himself, but at her age she would do no good against any sort of trained soldier.

Years later, she became slightly honed in the skill of a bladesman, but still somewhat shoddy in her technique. Her parents, who were completely unaware of her newfound art, had saved a small amount of one gold. Regardless to her contemporary companions, Etiana just wasn't in a hurry to leave the small town when the others had gone off to do big things. No Orcs nor Scourge upsetted the town, and many of them were grateful for it. This was until human bandits- or more accuratly a band of common thieves and houselooters who made a try at the big time- attacked the small settlement without mercy. The group of bandits came to the town and demanded that everyone would give all their money, heirlooms and other valued items directly to the robbers. Etiana's parents didn't take any chances and quickly gave their money they saved away. The town milita was nothing compared to the might of the looters and burglers. Those who couldn't pay were slain and then started the pillaging and forceful recruiting. Etiana wasn't a pretty girl, not then, but she seemed formidible, so she was threatened with rape or death if she didn't join. Fearing the consequenses, she had no choice but to fight along the same people who had destroyed her village.

Long after they left her home village, the bandits resorted to more violent means in larger towns. They would slowly sneak in blacksmiths and other shops while they were unsupervised and stole small things, and if anyone caught them they would all throw random sand-like substances at the person -- like pepper or crushed rocks -- and flee away. Though, she only did this until she noticed other bandits training with weapons, and passed the word around about her minor skill. Etiana knew little about the proper way to use a sword, but she knew enough for one of the higher members recognition, and he quickly introduced her skills to the most skilled (with swords) in the group. The swordsman trained with her whenever they weren't raiding some small town and her skills had been vastly enhanced, but soon a new skill arose and caught attention: her voice. One day, Etiana was singing while getting prepared for the next days attack. The leader passed by and heard her sing indirectly, but quickly went to her, wide-eyed with a new plan emerging in his mischevious mind. The idea was to sing in a mildly populated street, where she would attract a large crowd -- and that's when the bandits would ravage the people of their goods and bolt. It worked out well a few times, but they soon resorted to smaller streets because the guards took interest in rooting the theives out.

After several days, most of the members left the orginization. They thought the whole idea was time consuming and boring, but Etiana kept with the leader who had seen the departure of his members as an opportunity to get more things for himself. But the small band of criminals were down to abandoned roads with scarcely anyone passing. Fortunately, one day the leader looked down a road, suprised to see a large crowd of people coming down the street. The whole band hid in the bushes while Etiana began to sing. Something was different from the crowd of people, something completely different from the average citizen-- And that's when the whole crowd charged for her. The bandits bursted out of the bushes and assaulted the people when they noticed what was so eerie of the attackers-- It was how they were skin-rotting, mindless Scourge.

Quickly, the small group dispatched a few zombies, but they were easily overwhelmed. Etiana was lucky enough to remember her sword on her side and joined in the battle. Plenty of scourge were flooding the stand while Etiana swung the sword with all her might and skill, slaying surplus amounts. She stuttered back with too many to count, and she could feel a ragged, dead hand slamming to the back of her head that had proved powerful enough to be fatal. With her body strewn on the street, along with the other thieves torn and beaten, her own body had all but a few scrapes and a small head wound that you could barely see. Once a necromancer had cleared the mess, her corspe got loaded into a meat wagon and she was brought to Acherus.

While the bodies were inspected, she, amongst the other bodies in adequate condition were raised and shapened to uphold the violent vigils of the Lich King, and she quickly became a Knight of the Scourge after passing through the trials. She was back to her old life in a new style, although it was plenty more violent. No longer did she loot households or bodys, even when valuables were present—not that she had a choice, of course—and she had never spared a life to profit off of. Every situation she was in reminded her that she was a killer, not a theif, not a looter or raider, she was a machine that's only purpose was to destroy. She was an enemy in those eyes who tried to defeat her, and a monster in the eyes of those who feared her. She relentlessly killed various people under the Lich Kings command until the day she'll never forget -- the day she unintentionally broke from the Lich Kings grasp and gained free will.